Since Mi Meng kept saying that he had a headache, Director An suggested that he go for an MRI scan of his brain.

In the corridor on the right side of the first floor of the radiology department, Mi Meng came out of the scanning room with yellow warning lights and heavy metal doors, and there were still forty minutes before the time to get the results. Mi Meng didn't want to go back to the observation room, where there was a commotion, public security, fire protection, media reporters, and relevant departments in the city asked questions over and over again. It seems that they all have the same question: how did Limon come up with the idea of using a pipe well to escape?

What Mi Meng experienced in the dormitory building, even he couldn't figure out what was going on, and he was not a person who was good at expressing himself, so he naturally had a headache when asked. The hospital also arranged a special person in the observation room to record every word that Mi Meng said, even the winks and panting in the middle, so as to report to the hospital leaders and formulate countermeasures for the content that is unfavorable to them, although Mi Meng did not say a few words together.

With great difficulty, Mi Meng took away the nurses who accompanied him, and found an unobstructed place in the corridor to stand against the wall. I wrapped the hospital gown that didn't fit well, and when I looked back and thought about what had happened and what happened in the past two days, everything seemed too unreal. But the painful injuries on the left and right sides of his body are real, as well as the eccentric forensic doctor Du Xiaoyue, and the reporter He Ning, who is full of love for men and women, they are also real. Mi Meng pondered: Maybe they are the same as themselves, they are living in a dream! This person may be the "he" who can escape from the fire and ascend to heaven. He and himself are like Zhuang Zhou Mengdie. At that time, he was a butterfly in a dream; At this time, he was in his dream. Otherwise, it can only be explained by the ghost upper body!

Mi Meng has had several experiences of temporary amnesia, and every time she recalls it, it is like a dream. It's just that even if those dreams remember some fragments for a while, they will quickly forget them, at most they have a vague impression of the environment and furnishings in the dream, and they have never been as clear and immersive as in the fire in the dormitory building today. What Qi Meng is thinking about now is: Could it be that the memories he lost did not belong to him in the first place?

A sense of fear abruptly arose in Mi Meng's heart, if he had such a dream one day, would he never wake up again? I am trapped in my body, but my body is controlled by others, and I have to rely on others to open their eyes to see things, and I have to rely on other people's breathing to not suffocate. If you control your body to rob, kill, or commit suicide...... The more Mi Meng thought about it, the more terrible he felt, and he scared himself out of a cold sweat.

After a while, he thought again: "He" behaved extremely calm and resolute at the moment of life and death, and every choice he made was correct, in all fairness—much better than himself......

In his thoughts, Mi Meng watched a female doctor pass in front of him. There were people coming and going in the corridor, and the female doctor passed by and said that there were half a dozen, but this one attracted the attention of Mi Mengdi! Said it was a doctor, because she covered her face with a mask, wore a white lab coat, and had a stethoscope on her shoulder. But the white coat she wore was shorter than the regular version, barely covering her round buttocks. Her dress is also more eye-catching, from the chest to the waist to the hips, highlighting the sex appeal everywhere. The female doctor walked briskly with her head down, and disappeared at the end of the hallway!

"You don't even need to look at your face, you know it's you when you look at the lower circumference!" Mi Meng wondered, what did she want to do when she was dressed up like this? So Mi Meng quietly chased after him.

At the end of the corridor turned the corner was the stairwell, and when Mi Meng chased into the stairwell, he didn't see anyone, only heard a series of crisp footsteps, and the direction from which the footsteps came was the basement floor. The footsteps have a unique rhythm, like the ticking of Mimeng's old clock. Following the guidance of the footsteps, Mi Meng walked downstairs......

As soon as he was halfway down the stairs, suddenly the footsteps disappeared, and Mi Meng only felt empty in his heart, and he lost his head under his feet and did not step on the steps, and almost fell down the stairs!

Stumbling down to the basement floor, there is still a corridor in front of you, and there is still no female doctor in sight at the end of the corridor! Walking in the corridor, I felt that the temperature was a lot lower, and compared with the people coming and going upstairs, there was a sense of oppression in the emptiness and quietness here, which made it particularly terrifying. In the depths of the corridor, two closed doors appeared on the right-hand side, each with a slender glass window, and the white curtain was blocked inside the glass window, so that the situation inside could not be seen, and the female doctor should have stepped into the door first. When I looked up, I saw the word "morgue" written on the door number. Mi Meng immediately shuddered, and faintly wanted to go to the toilet.

On the one hand, Mi Meng is afraid of seeing some pictures that he can't accept, in this kind of place, there are dead people inside, some can't get off the operating table with open intestines, some people die in accidents with missing arms and legs, and it's easy to be scared out of the timid children. But on the other hand, Mi Meng was curious as if she had a cat scratch, what was the female doctor doing?

When he hesitated, there were a few small noises in the morgue, and Gou's head was hot, and he didn't think much about it, and gently pushed the door open, trying not to make a sound, and squeezed in sideways.

There were no lights in the morgue, and I could barely see through the light in the hallway. It was the first time in his life that he had seen a scene in a morgue, with several stretcher carts used to carry corpses in the center of the room, and cabinets with metal doors on both sides of the walls, which were supposed to be refrigerated cabinets for corpses. The female doctor, dressed in a sexy dress, was looking at the labels on the cabinet one by one. After a few moments, the female doctor finally chose a cabinet on the lowest level, she opened the door, pulled out the drawer, and bent over her hips to examine the body inside.

Mi Meng tiptoed closer to the female doctor. The light in the hallway shines through the curtain on the door glass, stretching the shadow longer and longer. Mi Meng's hairstyle is more touching now, the top of his head is bald by a third, and it is not very symmetrical, and the shadow forms a strange shape on the ground. The shadow stretched all the way to the feet of the female doctor, and by the time Mi Meng realized the problem, it was too late, and the female doctor had already discovered him, or rather discovered his shadow. The female doctor's breathing became rapid and heavy, her calves were trembling slightly, and the towering posture of her hips continued to be maintained for a few more seconds, and then she turned around sharply and let out a terrible scream at Mi Meng: "Ghost! ”

Mi Meng never expected the female doctor to react like this, and she didn't expect her to scream so heartbreakingly, so she subconsciously stretched out her right hand to cover her mouth. The female doctor was not ambiguous, and took a bite, this one accurately and ruthlessly, biting on Mi Meng's wrist. With a muffled snort, Mi Meng broke free of his right hand, picked up the female doctor by the waist, and pressed her on a stretcher next to her. It's just that this time the force was too violent, and the big and small injuries on the body hurt so much that the whole person seemed to fall apart, and the strength to control the female doctor was also loosened a little. The female doctor was desperate, and although she was at a disadvantage in position, she still struggled with her hands and feet. In the confusion, only a few soft buttons were heard, and the female doctor immediately stopped resisting, followed by the lights in the morgue.

"You two bastards, why don't you go to heaven? What are you doing here? What is this place? Is it the place for you to make love? At the door of the morgue stood an old man in a genuine white coat, staring at the man and woman with a majestic and righteous attitude.

Looking at the female doctor again, she is no longer clothed, and several buttons have been lost on the chest and lower abdomen of the sexy doctor's outfit, and she can only cover her shame with her hands up and down. Mi Meng was not much better, his neck was scratched with four or five blood marks, teeth marks were printed on his wrists, and even the straps on the waist of his hospital gown were torn off! I hurriedly wanted to retie it back, and the more anxious I was, the more I didn't obey the call!

"How are you? What the hell are you pretending to be? At this time, the sexy female doctor who was annoyed and angry was none other than our beautiful forensic doctor Du Xiaoyue.

"What? You two tossed for a long time, and when you were done, did you recognize the wrong person? "The old man is confused!

"Uh-huh...... No! She thought it wasn't me, so she ...... Uncle, although we look like ...... But – in fact, what the eye sees – is not necessarily true! Mi Meng tried to explain in human language with a hoarse voice, but how could he explain it clearly in this situation?

The old man snorted angrily and said, "Hmph! If you don't look with your eyes and hear with your ears, you two are not doing any good things! Okay, don't explain! The wild mandarin ducks that our old man grabbed with his own hands are not only the two of you, there is nothing surprising! ”

"You are really old and strong, discerning, and hard-working! Hehehehehe! Du Xiaoyue saw that the situation was not good, so she flattered her.

"Don't be a sycophant! That girl, which department are you from? Who are your directors? "The old man really thought that Du Xiaoyue was a doctor in the hospital, and he came here to find excitement!

"Uncle, this kind of thing, don't alarm the leader! Please! Du Xiaoyue pretended to be pitiful without shame.

"That's right! If you have a life style problem at a young age, it will be difficult to make progress in the future! So be it! You write a 'pledge that you will never go to the morgue again', you both sign it, and leave it with me, and this time the matter is over!" If I don't change my stubborn nature and let me catch it again, I will hand over the guarantee to the leaders of the hospital, and I will be punished for two crimes! "Uncle's trick is more like a postponement of execution to see the after-effects.

Du Xiaoyue glared at Mi Meng fiercely, gritted her teeth and said, "Let him write, he has problems in life and style!" ”

The old man sternly refused: "I don't agree!" Your object is a sick child, not an employee in our hospital, and you can't count what you write! ”

In desperation, Du Xiaoyue wrote a letter of guarantee to the old man one by one, and she and Mi Meng signed their names before they were able to get out.

While dealing with the old man, Mi Meng noticed that on the stretcher cart that the old man had just pushed, a rickety charred corpse was covered with a white cloth sheet, and the twisted limbs were supported under the white cloth sheet, and the tragic situation was indescribable.